The length of this
printed out page that i hold in my hand,
this cell phone bill,
this reflection of the time we have spent listening to one anothers tones,
listening to our heads,
what we find waiting behind our eyes,
those rambling thoughts of everything that is us,
I can't tear myself away from you.
I can't tear myself away from you, borrowed from R. T. L.
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